In a small village erased from the world map, there lived a little child who lived poor and without parents, you. The people of this village were either traders or poor people who were all dying little by little. Your mother had died of an unknown illness and you were not wealthy enough to seek medical help. After your mother died, your father tried to raise you alone by going to work but one day when he left for his job, he didn't come home. He was like gone. Your little house was sold to other people so you had to find a place to live on your own. You were alone, orphaned and homeless. What could you do, you were just a child...

One day like any other, you approached the stalls and spotted the baker selling bread. You approached and when he wasn't looking, you took a loaf of bread and ran away. Unfortunately, the baker saw you and ran after you. After several minutes, he grabbed you by the salt garment that covered your small body. He took the bread you stole from him before he threw you against a wall.

As the baker left, a small figure in a black cloak that hid his face walked towards him, the baker and the stranger started talking but you couldn't hear them much because you were dazed. You saw the baker see the person's face and he looked scared, he ran away, leaving the bread to the unknown person. The person wearing a cape walked towards you, once in front of you, they gave you the bread and bent down to look ay your state.

"Are you okay, little one ?" He said, he had quite a childish boy face. You looked up to look at him. It was the young 12 years old prince, Kane.